adolescence is

stepping a timid foot into pitch black
eyes hungering for light
pupils growing and growing
while your ears twitch

uncovering a world of heavy breathing
creaks and footsteps
shouts and laughter
clinks and shatters

and you feel a hand grasp yours
tugging you gently as you fall upon a soft linened silhouette

all the while being invaded by new sounds
guiding you slowly away from the door
until you hear the quiet laps of waves at your feet.

and a ferric stench rises to meet you
as you realize
the sounds were nothing more
than your id slaughtering your superego.